Chapter 55. Lost Consciousness

Rhea’s POV

Looking at him for a while, I sighed and walked over to my dressing table acting like he wasn’t there and as well ignoring his glares.

His penetrating glares were roving aimlessly behind my back, brushing it off I shrugged and I pulled out the hairpin that Mercy used to hold my hair earlier allowing my hair to fall on my face.

I was about to remove my clothes when suddenly his impending voice loomed around the room, “Where are you coming from?”

Dropping the hairpin on the table, I turned to face him. “Excuse me,” I scowled.

“I demand! Where are you coming from?” His brow curled up in a rage.

“The party of course, or do you have me go anywhere else other than the party?” I raised a brow at him and that seemed to have infuriated him more.

He forcefully pushed the stool to the floor and stood up from the bed matching toward me. His face hardened and his lips were pressed up in a scowl.

“What shameless length can you go?